Think her heart is locked up, but when she stands on my grave I believe she would bring me back to life again.
I still get the combination wrong and won't give up until she lets me in,
Or is she simply waiting
to save her love for someone I am not?
Don't mind,
I will stay here and wait until I can kiss her softly on the eyes.
This just might be one hell of a night,
I'm leaning on the wall,
But I don't think we both are ready to fall.
Hope she doesn't count my diminishing odds
When I’m looking for gold in the valley of the God's.
Talking about a careful minimum,
Won't get accusations from her,
When I could express that I have the love she could freely earn.
Only catch a fever,
when I can pay attention to the words she speaks.
Don't claim to walk in love,
but she made me feel something I never felt before, and I know behind her built-up walls is something warm pounding,
She can't obscure the shadow thoughts I think,
only the traces of the struggle showed on my thick skin.
Her face framed the body of a burning angel,
I'll embrace the heat which she sprays everywhere,
And a simple spark is enough to burn everything down.
I could be the air that she needs to breathe, but I'm scared that I am the air that blows her out.
